So, life dealt me another disappointment. Problem is...this will impact my boys. I work so hard and give my all but then get overlooked because of prejudice. The world might be changing by the second but people don't. Some are deeply rooted in the bloody 60's!
So my son informs me, he joined Wattpad and is writing a story. All of 11yrs old and confident enough to do what I've been wanting to do since high school but lacking in courage.
Just get yourself a hot cup of tea (or whatever you enjoy drinking), sit down and write. Just write and worry about fixing the mistakes and errors after. Have fun and embrace the pride that you'll feel when you finish a story. :)
Everyday is a challenge.....I want to find the sunshine that I lost and use it to rid myself of the darkness that surrounds me.....when did I loose my laughter...my smile...my voice? when did I loose me??
I'm surrounded by people, yet I'm lonely. I talk...they hear but they don't listen. I'm here, you see me but still you act as if I'm not there...am I invisible? only in your time of need do you acknowledge me. I read because this is my escape from my bleak reality.